09/08/2026
"Balancing the Scales" by Diane Funston
"Poems emerge as dried seed pods / collected in pockets / from hikes too long ago." This gorgeous two-part poem traces the rhythms of winter, migration, and memory β storms that nourish the earth and trails that map the heart. What season brings your most vivid memories?
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